System Came When the Doctor was Thirty

Never underestimate anyone.

Professor Ding Gong is like this, and Associate Professor Chen Song is also like this.

"Brother Dai, what do you think is the highest-level project our research group can apply for?" Lu Cheng felt it necessary to understand the grading of projects.

"Compared to basic projects, clinical projects are usually difficult to get approved, but clinical projects with significant importance can still land some good grants."

Dai Linfang recited like an encyclopedic entry: "For instance, for the tendon suturing technique, getting a provincial-level project is no problem."

"Then there’s suturing techniques for blood vessels and nerves; the general fund within the National Natural Science Foundation would prioritize funding."

"These are contents of a certain sub-specialty foundational procedure."

"In a horizontal comparison, its prospects shouldn’t be much worse than the Tang Method in tendon suturing."

"Beyond this, techniques like spleen suturing and liver suturing and their practical clinical applications are absolutely capable of being benchmarked against the Outstanding Youth and the Distinguished Young Scholar awards."

"It mainly depends on luck. If Liver Preservation Surgery can really be expanded, given the importance of liver function in the human body, the current scenario is that Hepatobiliary Surgery is one of the medical specialties that produces the most academicians."

"To push for the Distinguished Young Scholar project with it is definitely not something unattainable."

"If the research is conducted thoroughly and appropriately, major national projects like 863 are not impossible to obtain either."

"If you really can advance these expanded function reconstruction projects, I assure you there won’t be a single objection when you’re nominated as an academician."

"But as for whether you can cross that final step, I can’t be certain; the ways of Hua Country are too intricate."

"But if you’re interested, applying for a foreign academician position in the United States or the United Kingdom is definitely doable." Dai Linfang, perhaps intent on enticing Lu Cheng, spoke rather grandly.

Lu Cheng looked at Dai Linfang, expression clear: "Brother Dai, you walk step by step and eat one bite at a time."

"I won’t paint unrealistic dreams for you, but are you painting them in reverse for me?"

Dai Linfang stared at Lu Cheng for quite a while, eventually dispersing his complex inner emotions.

"Alright then, let’s get to work, I can’t communicate with you."

"Go back and chat with your wife slowly." Dai Linfang’s tone was slightly contemptuous.

It’s not disdain for Lu Cheng’s ability, but disdain for Lu Cheng’s perception, and disdain for the injustice in this world.

How could someone like Lu Cheng, with such cognitive reserves, possess such talent?

The heavens are unjust!

However, it’s not Dai Linfang’s place to speak of these things.

Too many people have spoken of heaven’s injustice in front of him; he is a beneficiary with different innate talents.

Lu Cheng pressed his lips together, calmly stating, "Even then, I must be down to earth!~"

"Projects not based on clinical grounds are all illusions; even you, Dai Linfang, have stumbled, what am I, a mere Lu Cheng, worth?"

"Do I have an extra life than you?"

"I’m even less able to afford sunk costs than you."

"Against people, you can aspire high, but against objective matters, you must remain grounded."

Lu Cheng made his stance clear.

You may consider me ignorant, but my ignorance stems from my perception; my choices also stem from my cognition.

Does Dai Linfang think he can tell me what to do?

What a joke!

"Right, being flighty makes one unable to remain grounded!~"

Dai Linfang saw Lu Cheng being candidly truthful, and he admitted: "Indeed, I’m not grounded enough, that’s my flaw, my ignorance, I acknowledge it!~"

"But I don’t even have a wife yet!~"

"I don’t even know who to talk to..." Dai Linfang’s voice was serene, his gaze also deep.

His gaze towards Lu Cheng was envious.

His gaze was pure.

Lu Cheng knew he wasn’t envying Mu Nanshu of Lu Cheng’s, but his own ’Mu Nanshu’!

Just that Xie Yuan’an, a carefree layabout, to put it crudely, simply a relaxed second-generation.

Somehow, he’d found his way into his heart.

Yet Lu Cheng also knew that he might inadvertently have wandered into Xie Yuan’an’s heart.

But that’s something beyond Lu Cheng’s control too...